I hope. A picture of one of the teenaged squirrels inside the squirrelproof birdfeeder. Of course he couldn't get out, so had to be rescued at long distance using a metal rod to lift the lid long enough for him to jump out-which he didn't want to do until we made loud noises. Then he and his siblings sat up in the tree and cursed a blue streak as I took the feeders down. Amazing, the vocabulary of a teenaged squirrel-it was perfectly clear that they weren't saying thank you for rescuing their brother.
Okay-let's see if the picture is there:
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